While you were recovering, your penis was sitting on a bag of ice, while Teresa washed the cum off of the Easter eggs, so it doesn't harden from after you launched them out of your penis. With that, Teresa found that the paint from the eggs you laid didn't come off after she washed the cum off of it.
"Wow, you sure were filled to the brim with these 6," Teresa says. "I guess your a Mom now, I guess. However, that's impossible, because you didn't have a pussy. Didn't thing the eggs would come out of your penis though." "Tell me about it," You comment. "My penis is sore after that. It might take a couple of minutes to have it heal up." "So the question rains on the both of us," Teresa explains. "What do we do with the eggs you just spit out?" "Yeah, what am I suppose to do?" You ask. "Hide them for kids to find on Easter?"